Counting Stars      (Dance Moms fan fiction)

Counting Stars (Dance Moms fan fiction)

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I walk down the hallways at school. And hear people complaining. "Ugh! My mom won't buy me the new iphone!" and "Oh my gosh! I got mud on my shoe!" and "Oh no! I forgot that was due today!" Then, they all say the same thing. "My life is HORRIBLE!" But they don't know the half of it.
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?

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